The biography of a writer - or even the autobiography - will always have this incompleteness.
This incompleteness is all we have.
Consider incompleteness as a verb.
The true genius shudders at incompleteness.
And I smiled to think God's greatness flowed around our incompleteness; Round our restlessness, His rest.
Every part is disposed to unite with the whole, that it may thereby escape from its own incompleteness.